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The Price Of A Borrowed Life

on February 23, 2026

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Six Souls For A Turkey

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The Blood Oath Of Instagram

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The Nerd, The Player, And The Pinky Rose

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Marked By The Spirit: The Binding Ring

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The Curse Of The Red Eye

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The Birth of Liam: Rise of the Child of Light

on February 06, 2026

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Ten Grand and a Slap

on February 05, 2026

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Douye Soroh: My name is Douye Soroh, and I’ve always loved escaping into the pages of novels and fantasy stories. Authors like T.C. Southwell, Brandon Sanderson, John Gwynne, R.J. Barker, and many others created vast, unforgettable worlds that felt like home to me — worlds that inspired me to start building my own. That’s why I created this space: to share the dark, twisted, and magical stories that live in my head, and hopefully, one day, to publish full-length fantasy novels of my own. The journey hasn’t been easy, but passion and determination keep pushing me forward. Thank you for being here with me. Twisted Stories provides original, human-written dark fantasy and folk horror intended to explore [themes like karma, morality, etc.].

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